"How dare you make trouble at the marriage of the Hanover family who is respected!" Bryan Hanover shouted, his voice booming across the grand ballroom. His piercing gaze was fixed on Oliver Roberts, standing amidst shattered tables and fallen chairs. The wedding, meant to be a moment of grandeur and joy, had descended into chaos.Oliver’s face remained impassive. "I wasn't the one who started this fight," Oliver’s voice cut through the tense air, calm but edged with fury. "Rudolph sent his men after me. I defended myself."Rudolph, his face twisted with arrogance, stepped forward, glaring at Oliver. "You started this chaos! You crazy bastard!" he shouted, his voice dripping with hatred.Myles Lance, fueled the fire, his eyes blazing with rage as he pointed directly at Oliver’s face."He’s the one who did this! He attacked first! We should drag him back to where he belongs—prison! That’s the only place fit for a poor bastard like him!”Oliver growled slowly, his frustration simmering.
“What happened here until a fight like this?” Elena's voice cut through the thick tension in the room. Her sharp gaze fell upon Bryan Hanover, standing rigidly beside Rudolph, whose face was flushed with fury.Bryan responded first, his tone dripping with venom. “Miss Elena, the poor bastard, has made a commotion at my son’s wedding party. He hit all the security officers and caused significant damage. We’ve had enough of this trash, and we’re determined to make the idiot pay for it!”Elena blinked in surprise, her brow furrowing. “You don’t need to speak so rudely, Mr. Hanover,” she reprimanded softly. But the sight before her was shocking—dozens of security guards lay on the floor, unconscious and bruised, each one the victim of a single man’s fists. Oliver.Her chest tightened with disbelief, but deep down, a flicker of admiration blossomed. How could one man, alone, defeat so many? And with such devastating force? She had never seen anything like it. Oliver had always seemed quiet
Bryan’s jaw clenched, his pride bruised. But beneath his anger, a flicker of uncertainty began to grow. Oliver was no ordinary man. And now, Bryan couldn’t shake the feeling that he had underestimated him from the very beginning.“Looks like you really want me to tear your arrogant mouth,” Bryan Hanover hissed, his face red with anger. His voice trembled with rage, the insult from Oliver echoing in his head like a taunting drumbeat.Oliver stood still, his expression calm, unfazed by the threat. His eyes held an eerie calmness, as if the situation was beneath him, a mere annoyance rather than a threat. It was as if he harbored some hidden strength, something Bryan and his men could never fathom.Bryan’s fists clenched, his knuckles whitening as he glared at Oliver. The muscles in his jaw tightened before he barked again, his voice heavy with a deep, rumbling fury.“Today will be the last day you breathe, you garbage! Guards! Kill this bastard now!” he shouted.The order hung in the air
“Tonight will be the last day you draw breath," Bryan Hanover hissed with a triumphant grin after he pushed the phone away from his ear.Shortly after the call was made, a group of hundreds of men in black suits, armed with baseball bats, surrounded the entire hotel.The banquet hall door burst open, and twenty muscular, cold-faced bodyguards stormed in. Standing in two neat rows, they held their heads high, chests puffed out, and shouted Nero's name in unison."Long live the great lord NERO!"All the guards cheered in a loud, guttural voice. It made all the guests tremble with fear. Their faces were deathly pale like ants swarming and being doused with water. Everyone who had originally gathered moved away from the area to seek safety. But the tension was not only felt by the guests, but also Elena and Mr. Hoshier who saw how sturdy the guards, Nero's subordinates, were.No one dared to speak a word and the atmosphere became tense with a palpable freeze. Oliver who saw it all just st
Seeing that Oliver was not afraid of him, a murderous glint appeared in Nero's eyes."Look like you have no fear of me, huh? Don't you know who I am?" Nero's voice was low, but full of threatening and intimidating emphasis."Should I get to know you?" replied Oliver indifferently.Hearing Oliver's words, Mr. Hoshier and Elena panicked to death. Their faces turned even paler. Lord Nero had a bad temper and he was easily offended. Hearing Oliver's remarks he seemed to have no fear and arrogance, which would definitely cause bigger problems if not stopped immediately."Oliver, no... wait..." Mr. Hoshier immediately extended a hand, forcing Oliver back. Now he faced Nero and bowed respectfully. "Mr. Nero, I apologize for the impertinence of his words. He doesn't know you at all, please excuse his ignorance and he is also young," said Mr. Hoshier."Oh, really? A kid like him who can't control his mouth has dared to disturb the Hanover family to the point of summoning me here! Should I just
"What did you say?" shouted Bryan in disgust. His eyes flashed with anger. "How dare you call us trash, huh?" Bryan was about to punch Oliver in the face, but Nero's hand reached out to restrain Bryan's body."Do you know what you just said?" Nero asked. His teeth were chattering. His hands were clenched into fists, holding back his emotions. "You just refused my order?""Yes. Because I am innocent in this matter. If anyone should apologize, it's them." Oliver's words were firm and fearless, pointing at Bryan and Rudolph who stood wide-eyed.Everyone there was stunned by Oliver's words. Oliver looked very brave, there was absolutely no fear even when he was in the presence of Nero. Moreover, Oliver even dared to reply to Nero's words and refused Nero's orders firmly.In this town, there was no one who dared to defy Nero's demands, but today, this seemingly ordinary Oliver completely ignored Nero's face."You crazy bastard... looks like I'm going to have to hit you over the head with a
"That's impossible," Nero whispered with a trembling voice and wide-open eyes. His breath caught as his gaze fell on the object hanging around Oliver's neck. The antique copper necklace, decorated with intricate patterns, glistened faintly under the dim light of the grand wedding hall. It was old and ancient, and even so, its meaning was very clear.Only the Lord of The Iron Alliance was allowed to wear such a necklace. Nero's heart raced, his eyes widening as he realized what a terrible mistake he had just made.The Iron Alliance-the most mysterious and powerful organization in the world -was something that even Nero, with all his influence and connections, could only slightly understand. Even his Shadow Syndicate, known as a terrifying network, was just one of the ten branches the Iron Alliance had. Their power was unparalleled, its members were even rumored to control everything from the economy to the shadows of the criminal world. Nero was always cautious, always looking back, bu
"Mr. Nero, what's going on? Why are you defending him? I've worked with you for a long time. You should have stood by my side. He's not even a nobody," Bryan protested, trying to suppress the dirty and rude words bubbling in his throat, fearful of making Nero angry. His voice wavered, filled with frustration. "He's the one who started this problem, Mr. Nero…"Bryan's eyes darted toward Oliver, standing silently amidst the chaos. His gaze burned with resentment. He couldn’t understand why Nero—his ally and a figure of power—would suddenly turn against him. If this wedding was canceled, it would mean a colossal humiliation for the Hanover family. People would talk for years, their reputations tarnished forever. Bryan couldn't let that happen, but here was Nero, ignoring him completely.Nero’s expression remained stoic, cold as ice. He turned a deaf ear to Bryan’s pleas. His mind was elsewhere, replaying the chilling realization that had struck him moments ago. The simple, copper-colored